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Happy Frank
Sorting through my photos (ie deleting, labelling, cropping and the like) I came across this shot of Frank which I took two years ago in a bar in the middle of nowhere Nevada. The town, Beatty, is at the end, or the beginning, of the road which takes you through Death Valley. I have posted about it before, way back in the early days where the cobwebs have now settled and I am too lazy to find the link and post you back to it but it's here/there somewhere . . . I haven't always lived in New York. I have lived in many places, some of which can safely be described as the middle of nowhere. Yet Frank is everywhere. We are all of us everywhere and, truth be told, anywhere is only as exciting as we choose to make it. New York, New Jersey, Nevada, places far and wide and in between, it's sort of all the same to me. I take my hat off to Frank, one of the happiest people it has been my pleasure to know. That a simple photograph should bring back a lifetime of memories . . . If you are ever out that way you can find Frank, and his friend, in the Happy Burritos Chili Bar! * * * * * EDIT: Courtesy of www and Flickr sharing, where would I be without it when I am too lazy to toddle into Google for checking up loose memories, but the place to go in Beatty is - HAPPY BURRO CHILI & BEER! Rumour has it Frank is now with his daughter in another town. Rumour also sent a salute from Frank, see Comments below for link, another view of Frank in fine form! * * * * *
Camden, It’s Coming Back Baby!
Greetings from Camden, NJ. Some of these shots were taken from inside a bus as it rumbled its way along the potholes of Broadway. Situated in South Jersey, Camden sits across the river from Philadelphia and is largely famous for its high crime statistics, and being broke . . . In my ongoing exploration of New Jersey car parks (!) who knew I was going to have the fun of meeting Desiree, then Kevin and James - all of whom were happy to smile - "nice camera you got there!" and high-five the glories of Camden. And when they tell me Camden's on the up, you sort of want to believe them . . . . * * * * *
Vintage Metal
Who could resist the fun, the gloss, the trips down memory lane in these beauties! A recent collection of heavy metal in my continuing exploration of New Jersey car parks. With special thanks to Jim Bob for entertainment!
Happy Friday!
Hare Krishna singing and dancing, Union Square Friday night lights.
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New Jersey Car Parks
Silver linings almost everywhere! Views from hotel rooms over looking car parks in the deep south of New Jersey where I have recently been spending time. Not much more to say really . . . . Have a great week-end everyone!
Family, A Force of Nature
As many photographs as it is possible to take with a digital camera, I am always more than a little
flummoxed at times as to how many to show in a post. Sometimes the narrative sets the tone with a
series of photos telling something of a story. Or so it is hoped.
And just when I think I have a narrative in development - this was going to be all about the fabulous
"HAIR" out there on the streets, I stumbled upon this recent shot which could have qualified as a hair
shot, maybe, but then I thought these dudes are far more than the sum of their hair. (Aren't we all?)
But here's the thing about this shot. I don't have a vivid memory of taking it . . . it sits quietly
between two bursts of street performances, those squeaky doors which get all the attention and which
most likely will stay in the dark of the hard drive.
I could go on and on about taking the hand that reaches out, that we are all a part of the collective
force of nature that is family and friends . . . but I won't!
We can Carpe Diem all we want but sometimes it is a moment which seizes us, only to disappear in the
fine star-dust of distant memory.
In which case, how many photos are too many photos?
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